The mouldy earth crumbles under my pick-axe,
The hardened turf gives up its
morbid harvest, Cracking the earthen
crypt with my rusted spade, Disinterrment
of the pieces from where they lay to rest...
The arduous task reveals my
unhealthy reward, A long dead stiff is the
fruit of my labours, Fracturing the
brittle wooden coffin, To reveal the skeletonized remains that I savour... The
horrendous stench only serves , To heighten
my anticipation, Rotted prizes
bring with them , The prospect of gratification... Fellating the femur as my
anus quivers anxiously, I tongue the mandibles
as I work myself into a frenzy,
My sphincter twitching uncontrollably in
expectation, With a firm grip on the
fibula I commence my anal penetration... My
buttocks clenched tightly around
the bone, A wave of sensual pleasure washes
over me as I groan, Again an again
I fill myself, squirming in ecstacy, My prostate is tormented by the splintered bones abrupt entry...
This tortured anus is stretched by the
entry of the tibia, I grimace in an amalgam
of pleasure and pain, My fetish
for osseus necro-perversion I lustily pursue,
My erection engorged with blood
as my anus is strained... My crudely fashioned
ossified dildo, An instrument of supreme titilation, Bizarre necro-sodomy my only end, And I
pursue it with fervent dedication... I gnaw on
chalky metatarsals, Grinding my anus on the
musty bones, Me penis lodged in the rib cage,
In this grave, I climax alone...